A/N Well this is another new story I wrote, so I hope you like it. Plz plz plz review!! Plus I hope you like the title I chose for it.

Moon River's POV

I started on my way to the creek. I flew in and out, through and around the trees as I went. I reached the creek and became solid again. I know that you're probably wondering how I can become solid and un-solid, so I might as well tell you now before this gets confusing. I'm somewhat of a sprite. But I don't have wings. After all, I'm not a fairy. Sprites are beings with powers of magic, and fairies are, well, small, giggly, and mischievous. And I'm the size of a Non. A Non is sprite talk for human by the way.

I bent down for a drink when I heard a rustle in the brush, and a family of deer came through. I nodded, and they proceeded. The buck was tall and righteous, while the doe and fawn were small and delicate. I was finished drinking, so I got up and flashed myself un-solid. I flew through the trees at lightning speed, only leaving leaves nodding around, just like wind as the Nons call it. Wind is actually sprites flying about doing their business. The Nons think they have everything figured out, but actually, they are one of the dumbest species on the planet in my opinion.

There are many creatures that live in woodland forests. And also many that live outside them, Nons included. Butterflies rarely venture in to the deepest part of the forest, which is where fairies and sprites and gnomes realm. Also there are a few dryads here and there. They are very repulsive to other species, especially the fairies. Fairies make fun of them, for being part of another living thing, and sense sprites are somewhat near to fairies, the dryads don't like us as much either.

I darted between trees, just for the fun of it, pretending I was solid. I laughed as I flew toward the sky. I had flown into a giant flock, though they couldn't see me. When I'm un-solid, I'm also invisible. That's why Nons think that we're wind. It's actually very degrading. I had lost my train of thought. I was supposed to be heading home, but I kept with the flock by accident. I was at some sort of castle, and I was out of my realm, the forest. I don't have much power in the open, so I rushed back towards the woodland. I felt the power rush into me, coming at me from all angles. I decided to fly home. I didn't need another accident.

Alana's POV

I had my staff in hand, the one thing I had left from Father. It was a chocolate brown, and the top curled around my wrist. It was full of power, the main source for my abilities. It was nearly dawn, and I had only a few hours to find food. I channeled power from my staff, and thought of the creature I wished to be- a puma. At least for now. I felt my ears becoming rounded and the hair on my arms becoming thicker and darker, my long brown hair becoming shorter and brighter, and finally the last part was the flash of light to complete everything. I looked down at my hands. They were now tan paws. I swished my tail and started to run.

I had to find food, and right away. The deer would soon find shelter under the brush where I couldn't reach. The creek was the best place. I saw a family of deer going towards there. I watched them go under the brush. I decided to wait. I would take the doe and fawn, for I wasn't going to hurt myself over food I wouldn't eat. I waited. I heard a rustle, and then the fawn emerged. I braced myself and pounced. The fawn had no idea what was going on. It was over about five seconds after it started. The fawn was limp; though full of meat, unlike others I have had. I decided to spare the doe. I walked away with my prize, the doe and buck looking around in puzzlement for their young.

I was nearly home, to my little compartment in the brush. I put a paw on the staff, and got a good image of myself, mainly from the time I looked in a piece of broken glass. I pictured my crooked my smile, my long raggedy brown hair, my hazel eyes, and my skinny, yet muscular figure. Well I wasn't that muscular. Only my arms were. But you get the picture.

I felt the power channeling from my staff, and the puma in me was becoming less and less. I felt the tail becoming smaller, my ears becoming ovular, and the paws turning into hands. Finally the flash of bright light finished everything. I picked up my staff, and carried the fawn inside. I skinned it, and started a small fire, to make sure I didn't give away my location to any predators. I roasted the carcass over the fire, the meat giving off a scent so filling, that you could eat it right away. I was so mesmerized by the scent, that I didn't notice a pair of bright blue eyes watching me.

Annabelle's POV

"No Mother! No! I don't have to do what you say! Not anymore!" I screamed through my door. "Just leave me alone!"

"Honey, don't be that way." Mother said. I ignored her. I looked to my canopy bed, which I had a bag packed with food, water, a clock, and a few pairs of clothes. I was leaving if that's what you're thinking. Mother said something through the door but I didn't understand her. I looked around my room again. I decided to grab a picture of Mother. She was holding me as a baby. That was back before things got bad between us. We fight too much now, and I can't stand it. So I decided to live in the forest. I have the ability to.

I grabbed the pack of supplies I would need, and walked to the window. I thought of the ground, and a long vine wound its way towards me. I stepped on, and it lowered. I stepped off on to the ground, light as a feather, mainly due to me being a princess. Yes, I know, who would want to run away from this? Well I would. I hate it here. I can't use my powers. I guards would see. I have to go out at night, and even then it's risky.

I dashed to the woodland, and I could hear André, the head guard and basically my babysitter, screaming at me. His head always looked bigger when he screamed, so I looked back and laughed at him. Don't get me wrong, I like André a lot. I just can't stand Mother anymore. I'm fifteen for crying out loud! She's treating me like I'm five, and that's so not right. She's ten years off!

I reached the forest with the guards in tow. I thought of the entrance to the woods blocked off. I looked back and it was. I could hear them shouting my name, André being the loudest of them all. I slowed down, and I was breathing heavily. Now the pack seemed heavier for some odd reason, though I was tired, so that's probably why. I sat down on a vine that grew just as I sat down. I pictured it soft and comfortable, and indeed it was. I sat the pack on my lap and took out some ham. It may be cold, but I didn't care. I ate it all the same. I heard a rustle and saw a puma out of the corner of my eye. It didn't notice me.

I checked the time after the puma was gone. It was 4 am. I had left last night at around 10 pm. I must have run a while. I didn't want to be nocturnal, so I had to find something to do. I decided to go where the puma went. The tracks ended abruptly at a large bush. It must have climbed up, but I didn't see it anywhere. I continued looking up in the trees when I saw smoke. A person like me? I honestly doubted it, but I looked anyway. I peeked in, my face masked by the foliage I provided, but my blues eyes sparkled around the fire. The girl didn't look my way, not once. She just stared at the poor fawn she was cooking. I stayed a while, stayed until she decided to take a nap. I left then, to get some rest myself.

A vine grew just as I drifted off to sleep, hidden in the greenery around me.